Hello again! Sorry to be updating so slowly lately, but the truth is, that I wrote this Fanfic a while back, but I only wrote to chapter 10. So when I updated that last chapter, I thought 'Oh Crap! I need to actually start writing again and finish this story!' So for the last few days, I've been scrambling to figure out how this should end, and I got it now!

To: Chi Yagami Yep, you guessed right, Joseph is Joey...I forgot to tell yall that, lol, and also, I hope Yami gets shot too...but will he?

To: Skurria I think its funny too! Thanx for the review, and yep, that's you!

To: Pocky no miko Ur welcome for the explanation!

This isn't the last chapter...but the end is near...

Enjoy!

Note: Contains violence/blood/etc.

Chapter 11
Dead as the Dust

Hendericksberg.

It was only a few miles away.

They had stopped for the night, as it was late already. They made no fire, and just slept on the ground, staring at the stars.

As they lay there, staring, unable to sleep, a question filled the air.

"What are you thinking? What d' ya think will go on tomorrow?" Malik had asked this.

Marik was the first to answer, "Blood will be shed, and sure as h-ll won't be mine."

"I 2nd that." Bakura put in.

Ryou said nothing. He was thinking about a lot of things. The next day, what was gonna happen, and most of all, Tea. He hoped she was safe...this feeling, what was this feeling he was having?

Looking into the stars, he fell into a soundless sleep.

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The next day they rode...hard. Not stopping until they had reached Hendericksberg.

It seemed like a lot of people knew what was about to happen, because the town was empty. Deserted like a ghost town.

They rode in and slowed. No one. They got off of their horses. Still no one.

Marik looked around. He could see the people in their windows looking, then pulling the curtains shut.

"It's coming." Was all he said.

"yeah" Malik agreed.

They were all sensing something. They were ready for anything...until it started...

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Time passed.

Nothing was happening.

They all stood on the side of a building, leaning against the wall, bored.

They were beginning to think it was a setup.

Maybe the enemy got scared.

Still nothing was happening...not a sound...they say no movement...the sense was stronger...it was closer...they could tell...

BANG

Shot out of nowhere. The bullet hole was right above Marik's head, where he was leaning against the wall.

He never flinched, while the others jumped at the surprise.

"Finally showed up..." he said, drawing his gun. "Terrible shot though..."

BOOM.

It was from Marik.

One shot was all it took to hear a distance yell...they knew it meant death. The 'terrible shot' was dead.

That was where it all began. More gunshots heard, all around them. They seemed to be surrounded. By how many, they didn't know. All they knew, was that they had to stay alive.

Ryou knew that for sure.

They all split, running different directions, and remained moving targets.

Ryou ran inside of a dry goods store. That was where he finally stopped and rested, trying to get calculate how many gunshots he had heard. No use. He couldn't tell how many people there were.

Reloading his gun, he prepared to go outside again.

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Malik leaned up against a wall of a shed, reloading his gun as these strangers continued to shoot at him, leaving marks in the wood, very close to his arm.

He finally swung around the corner and shot.

Miss.

Again.

It hit...but the person was still shooting.

Malik did it again. It hit.

The shooting deceased.

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Marik was having no trouble at all, hitting his targets perfectly, even moving targets. He didn't even bother to find a shield or a shelter. He was standing in the wide open street, as if to say, 'shoot me!'

He had no worries, which worried everyone else.

But he'd always say ' If I die...oh well, sh-t happens..."

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Bakura, on the other hand, was having some difficulties there was one person on his trail that just wouldn't die. Bakura also took shelter behind a building to reload.

Suddenly, the person who was chasing him, determined to kill, was around the corner and shooting. Bakura dodged it. He was actually lucky. If he hadn't had seen him, he'd be dead.

Bakura took one quick, unaimed shot. A lucky shot...it hit.

The man was down. He was still alive. Bakura stared at him...and put his gun in his holster.

He then went up to the dying man, and asked a simple question, "Who sent you?"

The man said nothing, but coughing up blood, he managed to get out a few words,

"....He stole her from him..."

Bakura's eyes widened. Time seemed to stop.

He now understood.

He now understood everything.

Why the wanted poster said 'kidnapping'. It was merely a figure of speech, sayin how she was taken from him...Yami...

The handwriting, just to get them out of town...

Everything led back to Yami...and...

"...Tea..." Bakura whispered.

How could they be so stupid!?

They had to go back.

The man now lay dead, blood all around.

The others were busy. They couldn't all leave, the people would follow them...back to Tea...

A well thought out plan. Bakura would have been impressed if he had thought it up...but no! It was being used against them!

'Ryou will understand!' Bakura thought, as he rode his horse, unnoticed, back to Tea's house.

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Ryou ran down the street, shooting and going on. It never seemed to end. They kept popping up everywhere. It got so intense, that he had to seek shelter again, to reload.

This time, it was in an old, rundown building that looked like a saloon.

Reloading his gun, he heard a noise. A groaning noise, coming from a dark spot in the back.

Ryou finished loading, and readied his gun, aiming towards the dark spot, the source of the sound.

He continued to get closer and closer until suddenly...

"Put that gun down, get over here, and help me!"

That voice. It was Malik.

Ryou was shocked. He put his gun away and rushed to him.

Malik was bleeding bad, but it wasn't serious. He was hit in the arm, hitting the edge of his skin where it just hit and kept going.

Ryou ripped off a strip of Malik's sleeve and tied it around his arm.

"You'll be ok." He told him.

They weren't paying attention to the gunshots outside, but they were becoming less and less.

A question arose. "Where's Bakura?" Malik asked.

That was when Ryou started to wonder about him too.

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MEANWHILE...

Tea and Joseph were catching up, remembering old times and so on. Tea thought he couldn't have come at a better time. She was no longer alone, at this time anyway.

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AND MEANWHILE...

Patience.

Patience was all he needed.

All he needed to strike down his enemies, and foes...and everyone he used to care about....

TBC

YEA! Another chapter done! I'm tired...

I know yall are going to hate me for this, but I'm going on another vacation... Colorado... I'll try and update again before I leave, and I can make no promises. I leave Friday anyway.

Sorry for leaving again, but I WILL finish this story! Believe me! R&R! See ya later!